The Great Let Down

The great letdown!  It’s Monday after Easter Sunday.  My lover is lying in bed reading her Bible.  I sit writing.  Morning is let down.  The sun is let down.  Warmth is let down.  My lover, drop-dead gorgeous, is let down.  My dog is let down.  Fair Haven is let down before me.  Joy is quietly filling me let down.  “Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning.” He is letting down all these good and perfect gifts for me.  The great let down continues.    

After Easter Picnic in the mountains.